I held my breath as I stood right in front of the big wooden apartment door. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my ears, like a drum beating inside my chest. This was my first year in college, and everything felt new and scary. My dad had forced me to stay here with my stepbrothers, Jeremiah and Conrad. They were identical twins, tall with the same dark hair and sharp jawlines, and they had been my worst enemies all through high school. We fought about everything—seats in class, lunch tables, even who got the last locker space. 

I couldn’t stand them. But then my dad...